I slept soundly in my brother's arms that night, dreaming of a time years before. A time when we'd been children together. In the dream, our older sister, Amber, was reading a bedtime story to us as she often did.
The scary stories were Tim's favourite. Even though they terrified me, I'd join in when he begged Amber to read the one about the siblings lost in the woods.
"Please, Amber. We promise we won't be scared."
"Yeah, we promise." I'd echo, schooching closer to my brother and trying to hide the mounting dread inside me, "please!"
Amber would sit on the edge of Tim's bed and offer us a tray of freshly baked cookies and a glass of milk.
"I don't know, mum and dad will be mad if you can't sleep again."
"Pleeeeeease!"
"Alright, alright, I'll read you a scary one but you've got to promise to look after Skye when she gets scared."
"I won't get scared," I'd complain, knowing full well that I would.
"I'll protect Skye," Tim would always declare, puffing out his chest and wrapping an arm round my shoulders, "always."
"Okay then. Don't say I didn't warn you though because this is a really creepy one. Once upon a time..."
Those were happier days, snuggled with my brother eating cookies and drinking milk. Days when I believed my brother could protect me from the monsters. And maybe he still could. But could he protect me from myself?
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"Wake up."
Someone was gently shaking me awake. I groaned sleepily, not wanting the dream to end.
"Shhhh!" the person shaking me hushed me and shook me a little more forcefully. "It's time. You need to get up."
Getting up was the last thing I wanted to do. It was warm and cosy spooned against Tim. More importantly, his firm cock was still hotdogged between my butt cheeks. Only the thin silk nightie separated our skin.
Reluctantly, I opened my eyes. It was still dark in the hall but the orange glow of the digits on the big screen above the hangar doors cast enough light for me to make out the girl peering over the edge of our bunk. It was Akari.
"What time is it?" I mumbled.
"Damned if I know. The lights have been out for a few hours. Everyone else is asleep. It's time."
I reluctantly wiggled out of my brother's embrace, careful not to wake him, and silently followed Akari down the bunk bed ladder.
Ellie and Lisa were waiting at the bottom. I cast an apprising eye over Ellie, hoping to see some clue as to the noises we had heard from her bunk hours before.
"What?" Ellie hissed sassily.
"Nothing. " I shrugged.
"Are you sure about this?" Lisa twisted the hem of her nightie anxiously, "what if we get caught?"
"We won't," Akari insisted, "Skye has a plan."
"I do?"
Ellie rolled her eyes. "Please tell me you have a plan."
"I mean, I do." I agreed, feigning a confidence that I really didn't feel.
"So, what is it?"
"Do you remember those air vents in the showers? Ellie, you and I are going to hoist Akari up into one."
"What about the guard, I suppose he's just going to stand there and watch?" Ellie bitched.
"We'll tell him Akari isn't feeling good. Say we need to go with her. We'll tell him it's girl problems."
Akari nodded. "That usually works."
"And when we don't come back? What then?" Ellie pressed.
"That's where Lisa comes in. She's going to keep him busy."
"Why me?" Lisa whimpered.
"It has to be Akari in the vent, she's the only one small enough, and you're not strong enough or tall enough to help get her up there. No offence." I added belatedly.
"None taken, I'm used to it. But," Lisa wilted with anxiety, "I'm no good at talking to boys. They can sense fear."
"You'll be fine. If he gets bored just flash him some tit." Ellie pressed her arms either side of her ample chest and squeezed them together. "Normally works for me."
"But...but...but...I don't look like you!" Lisa self-consciously folder her arms across small breasts.
I patted Lisa on the shoulder. "Boobs aren't the be all and end all."
"That's easy for you to say." Lisa whined.
"It's true," Akari added, "lot's of guys just like ass. I can't tell you the number of times I've had a guy worshipping my assehole. They lose their minds for that shit."
We all stared, open mouthed at Akari.
"What? It's true, men are pathetic!"
"She's right," I said, picking up on Akari's lead, "just be confident."
"But I'm not confident. I'm terrified." Lisa sniffled, "I've never been with a boy before."
"What?" All three of us asked in unison.
Lisa shrugged. "I get clammy. I say stupid things. My therapist says I lack mental fortitude. We're working on it."
Ellie suddenly grabbed Lisa by the shoulders. "Look at me. No, up here, not at my feet, look into my eyes."
A strangled yelp escaped Lisa's lips before she hurriedly looked away from Ellie.
"Nu-uh," Ellie insisted, grasping Lisa's chin and forcing her to look into her eyes, "shoulders back, head up, and listen carefully. Men are dumb, simple creatures ruled by their cocks. You, my sweet angel, are a cut above. Look at you. If those aren't the most perfect little titties I've ever seen. What are you, 32 BB?"
Lisa nodded bashfully then squealed as Ellie's hand released her chin and cupped one of her breasts through her silk nightie.
"Fucking flawless, the perfect handful. There's not a shred of fat on you. Those legs! Seriously girl, how do you do it? Like, zero wobble."
Ellie spun Lisa around, causing her nightie to balloon upwards over her waist. Lisa yanked the billowing material down but not before we caught a glimpse of her hairless pussy.
"Jesus, did you see that pussy? I've never seen such a tight little thing. You're a full house. Isn't that right, girls?"
"You're a ten." I agreed.
"I want to eat you up." Akari giggled.
"Stop making fun of me." Lisa said, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Listen, honey," Ellie said, taking Lisa by the shoulders again, "we're being deadly serious. But here's the thing. It doesn't matter what you look like if you don't BELIEVE you're beautiful. Because nothing is sexier than a confident woman. So let me ask, are you beautiful?"
"I...I...I guess..." Lisa stammered.
"I didn't catch that."
"I guess." Lisa squeaked.
"You guess what?"
"I...I...I'm beautiful."
"Atta girl!"
